In a cold room—
Dehumidifier whirring,
In another,
Silence stirring outside
Of a mind working
To sweep out fog.
Wake up—wake up, please.
It's only Thursday but
My head is still spinning
Through
Three Mondays ago.
In a cold room—
Dehumidifier whirring,
In another,
Silence stirring outside
Of a mind working
To sweep out fog.
Wake up—wake up, please.
It's only Thursday but
My head is still spinning
Through
Three Mondays ago.